The cold

I’m not talking about the cold outside; I’m talking about my little respiratory system. Yes, the symptoms set in last night and I slept under numerous blankets with my head propped up to relieve the pressure in my ear. This morning I scrounged a couple of Alka-Seltzer Orange Zest cold tablets and I am feeling a bit better.

It was just a couple of days ago I wrote about being lax about bundling up for this mild winter and going out with no socks on, not to mention thin moccasins.  Now, probably, there is no connection, but my father would be giving me a look from which I would infer that maybe I helped the cold virus along. I did have to put my feet on a heater to warm them back up . . .

There’s a lesson here, but I haven’t been able to assimilate it into my personality for 63 years. Maybe it is time to pay some attention to common sense axioms – Oh, like not touching an electric switch with wet hands . . .

Big Sap gets Big Zap is not a good local headline to think about.

Now, please excuse me while I wipe my nose.